05 - Calm Before the Storm

Cupcakke had returned state side to handle her own tour affairs. She had already blocked BTS anything from her phone and her online news feed. She had to. Suga had sent her an email containing sensitive information and pictures showing Cupcakke with a blurred-face Jungkook. He threatened her to not talk about the incident or else he'd release it to her fans that she escorts for pocket change. She agreed and in her fury blocked them from anything they could have possibly try to contact her on. She blocked Jungkook's number first.

It was a long night of sweating and performing for Cupcakke. She sat in her dressing room after a show, toweling herself down. It had been weeks since interacting with Jungkook but she couldn't get it off her mind. She looked at herself in the mirror feeling a loss. Who was she? She wouldn't normally let such things eat at her. But it was something about being told what to do and her having no control really bothered her. Yet, a part of Cupcakke wished she would stop thinking about Jungkook--she just couldn't.

She threw her towel at the mirror, at herself in a sense. "Stop being bothered by people who don't care about you." She mumbled. She used a makeup wipe to start pulling the foundation from her face.

There was a knock at her door. Three humbler raps to get her attention. "Yes?" She answered. The door handled jiggled as the door was pushed open. "That wasn't an invitation to come in! You need to announce yourself to--" Cupcakke was worriesd by the cloaked person entering her dressing room as her words stopped coming from her mouth.

It was a hooded figure. "Cupcakke." They said to her.

"Fans aren't allowed back here!" She retorted, grabbing her previous towel, pulling it over her stage outfit. They were typically quite revealing but she only wished to be viewed in them on stage, not in her dressing room by some hooded weirdo.

"Don't you recognize my voice...?" He flipped his hood from his head revealing his pale skin and curious eyes. He shut the door behind him, locking it with a click.

"Jungkook?! What are you doing here?! How are you even allowed to be here?!" Cupcakke couldn't admit to him she was a little glad but still peeved about everything that had happened.

"Suga is covering for me right now. I said I had to visit my parents due to an emergency and I managed to ditch my handlers." Jungkook walked to her. "Why haven't you been responding to my messages?"

Something felt off in the air. There was a tension and a knot building in Cupcakke's stomach. "Maybe you should ask Suga about all of that."

Jungkook kept walking towards her though. "He's not going to stop me from getting to you. No one is going to stop me."

"Yeah, well he seemed pretty sure about ruining my career with blackmail." Cupcakke began to stand so she could back away from Jungkook's advance towards her. "How did you even get back here?"

"I have my ways. You stop responding to my messages so I had to make a way to get to you." He replied.

"I had to block y'all from my life! I'm not going to be bullied by some pretty boys who don't know their nose from their dxck so if you'll excuse me, I have to finish cleaning up and catch my next flight to my next show!" Cupcakke said. Her hand was reaching behind her for something, anything, in the dressing room to throw or use to defend herself. Her eyes were trying to dart behind her to get a better look--

But Jungkook raised his voice a little to get her to focus back on him. "I'm sorry!" He spoke with his heart. It caused Cupcakke to freeze in her steps. "I didn't know Suga would do what he did. But I didn't want to stop talking to you so he... He..." His voice quivered.

Cupcakke eyes narrowed. She didn't know to believe him or not. Maybe he was sorry and all he wanted to do was talk to her about what happened in the hotel room. But still, Suga could not be excused. "The only way this is going to work out is if I hear from Suga that he's going to delete any photos her gathered or evidence about me and you."

"I'll call him right now!" Jungkook was quick to respond. He took another step forward.

Cupcakke didn't back away. "And it was so dangerous for you to come here knowing your status! It was reckless of you!" She reminded him.

"I'd do anything for you, Cupcakke." He placed his hand on his chest as if taking a vow. "Anything!"

Her heart skipped a beat. "Dammit." Cupcakke thought. "Is this how I forgive this dummy?"

Jungkook was quickly working at his phone, dailing up Suga. It only took a few rings before he answered. He didn't seem as annoyed as they would have imagined. "Hello?" Suga asked.

"Hyung... I... Listen." Jungkook's tone of voice quickly shifted from scared to in control. "Listen to me. I don't want you harassing Cupcakke anymore with what we did that night. There is no reason why you should anyway."

"My reason is, if I must suffer then I want to have some fun, too." Jungkook could feel Suga's smirk over the phone.

Jungkook gripped his phone tightly. "Suga, I'm serious. This isn't funny nor is it entertaining."

"It's entertaining to me." Suga responded. "Why should I stop when you are the one who started this? No one told you to ditch us and go off with her. No one said for you to ditch me." He began chuckling. "I introduced you to her music remember? I liked her first."

Jungkook's whole face twisted. "Suga. On God, I will bring all of us down if you don't stop playing." There was a silence between them. "I'm not fucking playing with you anymore. You had your chance and you wasted it and now you are terrorizing the girl you supposedly like and me. How far are you going to take your entertainment because I'm ready to take it to the end game."

"........Very well." Suga sighed with a slight laugh. "I like it when you get serious with me." Suga said extra sly. "I'll delete what I have and I'll let you two resume talking. But remember, I'm allowing this, not you." Suga hung up the phone abruptly.

Jungkook let out a deep breath nearly collapsing. Cupcakke rushed to him on auto-pilot, catching him in her hands. She could feel his body trembling a bit. "T-There. I've gotten Suga to back down. Will you... Talk to me now? I can't go on without you talking to me... So please." He was winded from standing his ground with Suga's games.

"I believe you. I'm sorry I pushed you. I didn't realize how Suga made you feel." Cupcakke lead Jungkook to the couch in her dressing room. She eased him down as he dropped onto the couch like a sack of a bricks.

"Someday, I'm going to get my nerves together and deal with him properly." Jungkook put his hand to his forehead to rub his temples.

"Is that a fancy way of saying, 'whoop his ass'?" Cupcakke smiled wide.

Jungkook returned her smile. "I suppose so."

Cupcakke held out her hand, a keycard between her finger tips. "This is the keycard for my hotel room. I'm sure since you are goofing off here state side you can sneak somewhere you're not supposed to be one more time."

Jungkook smirked. "Challenge accepted."